I-I... go out to the harbor, try to make a little bang for my buck.. 'c-cause, you know those sailor boys, they like dancing girls and they pay good...
But... then this happened... and... I'm so... tired... There was fire, fire, on my hands and my back...
Maybe I'll just lie in the snow for a bit...
I... need to get home.
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I feel a bit better now
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